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The Gold Trail

CHAPTER XXI
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This, however, is a fact that has been accepted long ago, for it is not, as a rule, the full-fleshed, self-indulgent man who does anything worth while.

Their skin was clear and bronzed, their nerves steady, and, though Grenfell differed from them in these respects, their eyes were very keen, with a snap in the depths of them.

They were eyes that could look peril and defeat squarely in the face without flinching.
Devine, the young surveyor, laughed as he flung his empty enameled plate aside.
"It's quite a long time since I had a meal of that kind," he said.
"After all, there is a certain satisfaction in the feeling that you couldn't eat very much more even if you had it, though that's an opportunity to which I've not been accustomed lately.

I've made my supper rather frequently on half of a stale flapjack, and had the other half for breakfast the next day.

Having admitted that, suppose we turn our attention to the proposition in front of us.


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